Interstellar
Christopher Nolan is not a perfect, but he has -- paraphrasing Virginia Woolf -- a consistency of vision which overwhelms our ability to say no.
I wish I could remember the real quote. It was in an essay in which she was talking about a great painter. After seeing Interstellar, I've come to the conclusion that Christopher Nolan is probably a genius; would have been one of our great painters in the era when painting reigned. This movie is what "Gravity" wanted to be. But it's so much more of an achievement. It could have been lost to total silliness... but he maintained it, somehow. It overcomes its own flaws, and our own cynicism: and overcoming the audience's cynicism in the age of the internet is an extraordinary feat.
The movie is phenomenal and exhausting. It is chilling and confusing and even frustrating at times, especially when it comes to Matthew McConaghey's mumbling delivery, and the score sometimes being louder than the dialogue. A large portion of logic disappears toward the end and then the audience is left to rely on their own suspension of disbelief. But in the end it's a colossal achievement. Probably one of the best movies I've ever seen. Ever.
So after hundreds of absolutely wretched pieces of shit churned out by the Hollywood garbage dispenser, we get this piece of brilliance. And I'm so happy it was released by Paramount and not News Corporation, which is the most vile evil company in America. Every time I watch an X-Men movie, or see that 20th Century Fox logo, I feel sick with guilt.
I actually left this movie feeling happy and oddly, reinvigorated with human spirit.
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